Countdown

10 weekends to go. There is nothing like a countdown to prompt action...

With that in mind we took to the streets this weekend and were non stop. Friday night we enjoyed some pub action with friends. Yesterday we had brunch with some friends and then headed to the pub for some day drinking action that led to evening drinking and Mr. India. We hit up a great restaurant and pub in Parson's Green- a little area on the water (very near Craven Cottage where Fulham Football Club plays) and enjoyed loads of wine and chatting with our friends. Today we headed out to Richmond- a posh little neighborhood in West London known for the largest park (with deer!) in England. We had lunch with some friends and then took a nice stroll through the park. All in all, it was a fabulous weekend with some cold sunshine and lots of pubs and friends. We couldn't ask for more! (Ok, that isn't true- maybe weather that is warmer than 45 degrees...)

This last week was much more exciting than past weeks- all due to the ultimate London celeb sighting- that of HUGH GRANT! To make a long story as short as I can make it- JP was out with some buddies and saw Hugh out with his blokes in a pub. Being the very nice husband he is he promptly sent me the following text: " Hugh Grant in pub". I was close by with a girlfriend enjoying some wine and chatting and glanced at my phone. Within 60 seconds of seeing the text we had finished our wine, paid our bill and ran to the pub. The boys were laughing at us at the sheer giddiness we displayed upon our entrance to the pub. Some thoughts on Hugh: He is short. He can't be taller than 5'8". How did he date Elizabeth Hurley? He is 48 years old (we googled it) and he is still super cute. He is tan and fairly botoxed. You can't be tan in England even if you tried. He had the same smile and facial ticks he has in his movies too. He was with some of his "mates" who were all middle aged, balding and not good looking in the least. Hugh also shut down a few females who approached with the hopes of chatting with the hottie. My friend and I blissfully situated ourselves with direct views of the star and shamelessly stared, texted all our friends and giggled like two teenagers. We had no photo opp unfortunately but we enjoyed every minute of our star sighting. What a funny thing seeing a star does- I was not calm cool and collected. In fact, I think for the first 10 minutes at the pub I had trouble stringing sentences together. Sad sad.

So, basically we can go home now. I mean, pints with Hugh Grant, about a mile away from Notting Hill no less.

I also have developed an expensive new habit- Reformer Pilates. My friend and I went this morning and took a free class at this exclusive little studio in Notting Hill and man oh man do I finally understand why these famous stars are so toned and fit. I went from hinting to downright telling JP that this is the new thing that will transform my life. So what if it costs 25 pounds per session? Good health is an investment right?!

With that said, it is time to kick back and relax finally. Life is tough these days- pubs, strolls, expensive pilates courses. I love my life.